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"It should be."
Lou Ji nodded in satisfaction, her tone tinged with a trace of nostalgia, as if recalling past events:
"Li Yaoxuan was an ambitious monarch. Knowing his days were numbered, he wanted to eliminate some threats before he died. Unfortunately, the Sects wished to maintain the status quo, such a pity..."
"...."
Xu Yuan leaned back on the heavy desk, his expression touched with irony:
"The Sects... do they finally understand the principle of one's lips being cold when one's teeth are gone?"
Lou Ji's fair shoulders shrugged, effectively agreeing.
Everything was clear.
There were many clever people within the Sects.
Although the Imperial Family and the Prime Minister's Mansion were all smiles about peace talks now, the events of more than a decade ago were still there, impossible to ignore without any precautions.
